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Torn Memories I stared at him.
He had a black binder in his hands. Scrawled across the front in scratched white lettrs was my name, clear as day, hard to miss.
In my hands I held a similar notebook, his name scrawled across the front.
Both notebooks were equal in size, over flowing with pictures, quotes, jokes, memories... Unforgettable times, things that should never be forgotten.
A woman approached him from behind, and places a slim pale hand on his shoulder. He looks back at her. She smiles, revealing rows of sharp white teeth. Her eyes are black like burning endless pits. Her hair is silky and dark like coal. She leans in, and whispers something in his ear, then grins wickedly in my direction.
He looks up at me, his expression blank, which was once filled with compassion and caring. His eyes were empty and hollow. Staring blankly at me, he opens the notebook slowly. The w
Too TiredThis sword in my hand, I drop into the dirt
I am tired, I need rest, I am hurt
I can't fight any longer, my body is weak
I can't generate motion, can't even speak
My armor is damaged and falling apart
My hair is matted with blood so dark
My hands now shake, knuckles so bruised
I fall defeated, dying, misused
My mind is restless, it doesn't stop
This battle raged war... one big mollywhop
I can't tell if I lost or won
I can't tell if it's still going on or done
I can't grasp my sword again, I am too tired
I don't want to die, my mind is still wired
Help me up off of the ground, help me up to my feet
I will rage war another day, I do not accept defeat
What is this Word you Speak ofWhat is this you call "love"?
This is a strange word, something I don't think I've heard of...
Did you make this word up, because I'm sure it's not real
It sounds like a sickness, or a horrible ordeal
This word perplexes me, I can't quite figure out it's meaning
Someone once told me that this word can be amazing
But I still don't quite understand what it is
Is there anyone out there that can show me what it is?
Wait just one minute...
This "love" you speak of... Yes, I think I've been in it.
And if I can recall correctly... It kind of sucked!
It caused my heart to preform out of it's normal conduct.
If I remember just right, this "love" was just a waste of time
It was messy and stupid, and not worth a damn dime
It made me cry for no reason, and just stressed me out
It made my head pound, and chest tight, I felt just like a walking clout
This "love" you speak of, I think it's all just a clever ruse
This word is too thrown around, too full of misuse
It's not real, it never was
Things I Wish I could SayI wish I could say that I was bullet proof
But to say I was would be a very bold lie
The only feelings I feel are feelings of aloof
My tears have dried up, there's no more left to cry
I wish I could say my heart is made of stone
To say such things would be very untrue
But lately I have been feeling just so alone
I have been on the edge, on purlieu
I wish I could say that I am strong
But to say so would not be so real
I always feel like I am in the wrong
And lately it's just been hard to deal
I wish I could say I just don't care
But to say so would be a wild bluff
I said I was just alright, but now I must forswear
I just need a shoulder to lean on, my mind is rough
I wish I could say I feel alright
But to say that would be tall story
I have gone to battle, I've fought all I could fight
I had to do what had to be done, and for that I am sorry
I wish I could say I want nothing to do with you
But to say so would be the biggest inaccuracy I could manage
In fact I want everything to do with
Contained- Spin OffIt was cold outside, and it seemed to seep in through the glass of the windows, and throughout the rest of the big over-sized house. Even though I had on a big sweatshirt, and blue jeans, I still felt cold.
I was in the upstairs hallway, sitting by myself on the sofa right next to the window. It was cloudy and dark. Rain water was streaming down the glass, making it hard to see any details outside. I was curled up in a ball, thinking, stressed, burnt out
The past few months have crazy. Chase joined us, and paired off with Dactyl. Spencer joined us, and paired off with Lemur. A while after that happened, Xander and Avangeline joined us (after trying to kill us I might add ), and Avangeline ended up pairing off with Wolf (gag). So in the time Xander has been here, he ended up taking charge, seeing as my decisions were "childish" and "dangerous". Whatever Mr. 21 Year-Old, Chase's older brother, Jerkie McJerk-Jerk can do whatever he wants. He has everything but my respect.
Wicked QueenPretty face, but not a pretty heart
You get what you want because you pick people apart
You step on the weak and break down the strong
And the sad thing is you don't want to see that you're wrong
You crawl up the mountain of lies you have built
You just don't care about others, how they felt
You sit upon your throne you created for yourself
And expect others to bow down at thyself
Those who defy have their heads removed
Those who stand up to your evil ways are quickly disapproved
You reign with wickedness with no remorse
You rule like you have free concourse
Your crown of ice sits upon your hair black as coal
Your teeth are sharp and never dull
Looking down with scorn upon your slave like kingdom
Proud of wicked queen you have become
BipolarI hate you
I love you
I want to be with you
You're an ass
You're the best
You're a jerk
You're amazing like a firework
You piss me off
You are my quaff
Get away from me
You're the most beauiful thing I see
I can't stand you
You are a mind gumshoe
Back the hell away
Stand by my side, and always stay
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